Book two in the Geneva Series.
Utah 1869. Dayton trembled uncontrollably doing her best to breathe. Her heart was racing as she crouched in the corner of the Crow lodge. She covered her ears from the shouting and screaming outside. Dayton shut her eyes so tightly; tears streaked her small eight-year old cheeks.
The terrors of just a few months ago were vivid again in her memory. The day she was taken by these people from her family's ranch. On that day there had been nowhere to hide when the Crow warriors suddenly appeared from the woods beyond the creek. Dayton had been just as frightened then and stood like a frozen statue between the barn and the house. obooko.
Dayton had heard her mother call to her. She had watched as her mother picked up her baby sister and ran into the house. Her mother would hide with baby Jerica in the secr...